[Intro: StanWill]
(It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, n***a)
Damn, man, a whole lot of Hip Hop Lab shit
Ain't nothin' in Detroit like this shit, man
N***as been makin' history for a long time, this shit on the floor (Damjonboi)
Threw a flash on the—, bitch

[Verse 1: StanWill]
I done threw a flash on the Glock, my aim picture perfect
Broke every rule from the jump, the game gettin' dirty
We on 36 and our clique tote James, get a Worthy
Too much 'za smoke for the buffs, my frames gettin' blurry

[Verse 2: J1Hunnit]
Mmm, drop some candy in the pot, make M&M McFlurrys
Hit it twice and birthed a white tan baby like Ayesha Curry
I came stars on the kicks, Stephon Marbury
It's papе' on my mind, an M state, but I ain't play for Murray

[Verse 3: Peeko]
Rasheed Wallace in the pharm', cuddy gеt the Tech
Motion sensor set up on the back, they detect the threats
Big n***a, get his head shaved, Steve Wilkos
Call the opps Nemo, found his ass in a fishbowl

[Verse 4: Hit Em Hec]
Uh, put silencer on the TEC, it barely make a noise
Shoot doggy in his neck, now he lost his voice
Now he gaspin' for breath, he ain't got a choice
He don't know that we keep ladders like the Hardy Boyz
[Verse 5: Prince Jefe]
Hey, pass me the ARP, I'll turn him to a memory
I don't got no service, these hills big as hell in Tennessee
Jefe don't need your love, I'm uppin' rackies all of drugs
My n***a locked bang 80 Deuce, I'll put him on your cuz

[Verse 6: Sweet T]
Sleepin' on the gang, you must be narcoleptic
You be talkin' 'bout the road, it's safe to say I'm skeptic
I be talkin' cool and calm, but the way I live is hectic
Strobe light on the chop, I turn my opp epileptic

[Verse 7: BabyTron]
Take the belt and give out whoopings, wa-da-tah sah-da-tay
Caught him underneath that rim and rocked the cradle, Dr. J
Bitch thinkin' she Rapunzel, I'ma leave her locked away
Get a pop, drop an eight, see the cops, hop the gate

[Verse 8: StanWill]
All these chops up in the whip, look like we bar hoppin'
If the rap don't pop, it's MSR and narcotics
Know we playin' Geese, in winter, we gon' start flockin'

[Verse 9: J1Hunnit]
Dog Shit posse, when we came, the hoes start boppin'
'Za bag reek, the seal crack and flies start droppin'
I'm ready for October, when fall come, the plants start croppin'
[Verse 10: Peeko]
Gang, you might catch me in some overalls
Like I'm gettin' old, I'm supposed to ball
Peeko equals player, ninety-nine be my overall

[Verse 11: Hit Em Hec]
Off the shrooms, I'm in outer space, I ain't close to y'all
Damn, ridin' with some shit that have your killer shook
Uh, now his team don't want the n***a like he Dillon Brooks

[Verse 12: Prince Jefe]
Camp outside his mama house, he step outside, we paintin' somethin'
If this shit all fall, I know I'll grab the pots and scrape a hundred
Somebody pass the razor blade, cook your ass like tailor-made
Tell my bitch let me go, I'm 'bout to do the Flav

[Verse 13: Sweet T & BabyTron]
I won't give a bitch the time, I'm not Flavor Flav
Glock 21 with the button, I make you do the wave
I can't go out like Gunna, I'll take it to the grave
(SnitchK, ratK, fuck 'em)

[Verse 14: BabyTron]
I ain't seen dog out, must be shadowbanned in the hood (Lame)
X button jammed, I don't pass with the 'Wood
Long live $cam, never would I pass up a jugg
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, you know?